Miramar, FL., June 9th, 2016
“Met him on a Thursday” in 1998, and it was the first time in my life that I had fallen in love with a man. He was everything I had always wanted in a partner; strong, charming, sexy and witty. We talked without restrictions, and danced without music, like these rain drops on this picture of the water tower in Miramar. Loving him was the easiest thing I had ever done in my life until 9/11 tore us apart.
Spring., April 24, 2016
I have dreamt of going to the French Quarter for as long as I could remember, and I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate my birthday month than by going to NOLA.
Welcome to Bourbon Street, where Southern Hospitality is by far the best, and just like Vegas, everything that happens here, stays here.
You want to know who you truly are, then go some place you’ve never been. You will not only learn things about yourself, but you’ll also understand parts of the world and return whole.
I recommend to anyone celebrating a birthday soon to spend their birthday weekend in New Orleans. The food, the history, the people and the architecture is divine. My birthday just so happened to fall around Jazz Fest, and I am glad I made the trip because I got to see Maxwell after almost 10 years.
If you stay in one place long enough, you will never go anywhere..
The Last Trane 